The cicadas are chirping in the forest one after another.

These little guys with short lifespans have tried their best to yell in their short life, one louder than another, as if mourning the short time they spent in this colorful world.

The lifespan of cicadas is short.

Human lifespan is much longer than that of cicadas.

However, even so, humans still crazily pursue ethereal immortality.

Below the forest.

"Orochimaru!"

The third generation looked at his once most beloved apprentice.

My heart was full of confusion. When did it change? When did the once amazing boy become such a distorted monster? But he was unaware of it... No, no, he noticed it, but he chose to ignore it...

"Saruto!"

The ape demon roared angrily.

Looking at the third generation standing there daze without any intention to take action, the old monkey was furious.

"Teacher Sarutobi, old monkey, and... everyone, since I don't plan to do it, I will say goodbye."

Orochimaru raised his hands and made seals steadily.

The seal style of earth escape technique.

"Saruto, you will regret it. If you don't solve him now, you will definitely regret it." The ape demon's claws left deep scratches on the rocky ground. Without Sarutobi's permission, he could not attack Orochimaru.

Yamaakachi, Inuzukazuka and others stood silently on the corridor outside the door.

They watched Orochimaru sink into the ground in silence.

Without the orders of the Third Dynasty, they dared not take action without authorization. Anyone could see that the Third Dynasty was still unwilling to be ruthless about Orochimaru, his apprentice. Even if Orochimaru had killed so many friends in the village, even if there were bloody corpses in front of him.

The three generations have been silent.

Watching Orochimaru escape silently.

Silently ignored the unwilling roar of the ape demon.

Silently endured the complex sights behind them.

It seemed long, but in fact it was just a short moment. Orochimaru escaped with earth escape. In front of so many people, he escaped openly. No one stopped Orochimaru from beginning to end.

"Sarubi! You will definitely regret your choice today!"

Seeing Orochimaru disappear completely in sight, the ape demon slammed the ground with anger and smashed a whole piece of rock.

"Maybe!"

The third generation finally spoke.

It was an extremely old voice. It felt like I had grown up ten years old at this moment. The three generations' original straight figure suddenly found a little hunched back, as if they were carrying an extremely heavy burden. The shiny eyes that could penetrate the hearts were turbid.

Looking at these three generations.

The ape demon couldn't help but close his mouth, but the depression in his chest had nowhere to vent, making it almost explode.

Just then—

The crisp sound of the clogs hitting them was like a rapid drumbeat, which was clearly heard into everyone's ears.

Someone is here!

"Old man!"

The person arrives before the sound arrives.

The next moment, a terrifying murderous aura rushed from one side of the corridor.

Jiraiya swept over like a strong wind. The lustful and obscene greasy uncle on weekdays disappeared. The toad immortal who appeared here was a toad immortal who was lying on the battlefield, standing on the corpses of countless enemies, and forging a famous reputation with blood.

Yamaakana Hiichi and Inuzuka Claw naturally made way and looked at the top master who was on par with Orochimaru in awe.

Jiraiya stopped.

He stood at the door, looking at the room that looked like a slaughterhouse, and the backs of the three generations standing in front of him.

"Old man, where is Orochimaru? Where has he gone?"

"Jiraiya..." The third generation turned around and opened their mouths, looking at this apprentice who was the stupidest, but with unremitting efforts and a little luck, standing on the same height as Orochimaru, and didn't know what to say.

"Jiraiya, Orochimaru...has already escaped."

It was the ape demon who answered Jiraiya's question.

"Old monkey..."

Jiraiya looked at the Ape Demon with a sad and angry expression, "Teacher Sarutobi, old monkey, have you... just let the Aochimaru go away?"

"well!!!"

The ape demon lowered his head and sighed heavily.

As things have developed to this point, it does not know who should blame it.

Is Sarutobi so merciless? But seeing Sarutobi grow old ten years old, he can no longer speak out the words of blame; is it accused Orochimaru on the evil path? What's the use? Cursing Orochimaru here is of no use.

———

"Didn't the third generation of adults take action?... Sure enough, Senior Orochimaru is the most beloved apprentice of the third generation of adults... What is Teacher Jiraiya? What did Teacher Jiraiya react?"

"Mr. Jiraiya is going to chase Orochimaru."

"······This really has the style of Teacher Jiraiya!" Minato shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Fortunately, he informed Mr. Jiraiya.

If I hadn't told Teacher Jiraiya about this, I wouldn't know how I would be complained about afterwards!

"Where is the water stop?"

"Zhishui has followed, you can rest assured."

"Where are the three generations of adults?"

"The third generation of adults went home directly, and people have been arranged to pay attention to it at all times, but if the third generation of adults have any actions, the arranged eyeliner may not be able to detect it." Shanaka Yinling replied.

"Well, just try your best. The third generation of adults are no longer the age of impulsiveness... Compared to this, Yinling, post Orochimaru's wanted order as soon as possible... Contact the border guards and don't be deceived by Orochimaru... However, I also warn them not to be stupid enough to have a head-on conflict with Orochimaru... I don't want to see a lot of new casualties piled on my table."

"yes."

The silver bell in the mountain responded.

He waited for a moment, and confirmed that there was no other order, so he left the room silently.

Water Gate sat alone in the office.

He frowned.

I feel very heavy.

First, Naruto, then Orochimaru... The two pillars in the village have become rebel ninjas one after another, which is undoubtedly a major blow to the village. He has to be glad that the third Ninja World War has ended, and the strong enemies around have basically suffered heavy damage in the war. Otherwise, if the enemy seized this opportunity to launch an attack, it would have really become a super trouble.

"No...it's not possible if this continues! The village needs more outstanding talents."

Minato murmured to himself.

Talent is a necessary condition to ensure the smooth development of a village.

"Kakashi."

He shouted.

"Sir Naruto, what are your instructions?"

Kakashi Haki, wearing a nanbe mask, appeared in response.

The boy who was greatly hit by learning the truth about his father's suicide was autistic at home for more than a month, and then he was forcibly arrested from his home by Obito. Under the constant comfort of his friends, Kakashi recovered somewhat, but he was more silent than before. He even made a report specifically, hoping to be dispatched to the Anbu.

Received an application from a disciple.

Mizuno thought about it and agreed.

Perhaps, changing the environment can help Kakashi get out of his downturn.

So he arranged for Kakashi to enter the Anbu.

"Let's go and go to Orochimaru's house with me."

"yes."

Kakashi replied rigidly, like a real Anbe ninja.

Minato stood up, walked around to the front of the desk, reached out and grabbed Kakashi's shoulder, and activated the thunder god technique. The two disappeared into the office space and appeared under a telephone pole outside Orochimaru's mansion.

Kakashi looked at the mansion surrounded by a large group of ninjas, silent like a piece of granite.

Looking at the increasingly taciturn apprentice, Minato felt a hint of regret in his heart. Is it really the right choice to transfer Kakashi into the Anbu?

At this time, the ninja who surrounded Orochimaru's mansion and conducted search work also noticed the sudden arrival of Lord Naruto, which immediately caused a commotion. Then, wearing a long windbreaker, most of his face was covered by a raised collar, and sunglasses covered the remaining half of his face. The oil girl Shiwei, who pursued mysticism, came over.
To be continued...